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- # III. ii. 68—106
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This section, labeled "III. ii. 68—106," is a segment of text extracted from a larger document. It contains lines of dialogue and stage directions, spanning from line 16851 to 16904 of the source file.
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## Contents
The text within this section features dialogue between characters including Pericles, Clem, and others. Pericles expresses his need to depart, entrusting his infant daughter, Marina, to the care of Clem and his wife. He charges them with her upbringing, emphasizing that she should be trained "princely, that she may be manere’d as she is borne." Clem and his wife assure Pericles that they will care for Marina, with Clem's wife invoking the goddess Diana as a witness to her commitment. The section concludes with Pericles taking his leave.
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# The Play of
What world is this?
2. **Geist.** Is not this strange? *Geist.* Most rare.
**Ceri.** Hush (my gentle neighbours) lend me your hands,
To the next Chamber bear her: get linnen:
Now this matter must be look to for her relapse
Is mortall: come, come; and *Efcelapius* guide vs.
They carry her away. Excuse omen,
Enter Pericles, Atharius, with Clem and Dravida.
**Per.** Most honor’d Clem, I must needs be gone, my twelve months are expir’d, and *Tyrus* standes in a litigious peace:
You and your Lady take from my heart all thankfulneffe,
The Gods make up the rest upon you.
**Cis.** Your shakes of fortune, though they hant you mor-
Yet glaunce full wondringly on vs. (rally)
**Di.** O your sweet Queene! that the strict fates had plea?d,
you had brought her hither to haue blest mine eies with her.
**Per.** We cannot but obey the powers above vs;
Could I rage and rore as doth the fea she lies in,
Yet the end must be as tis: my gentle babe *Marina*,
Whom, for she was borne at fea, I haue named fo,
Here I charge your charitle withall; leaving her
The infant of your care, beseeching you to giue her
Princely training, that she may be manere’d as she is borne.
**Cis.** Feare not (my Lord) but thinke your Grace,
That fed my Countrie with your Corne; for which,
The peoples prayers still fall upon you, must in your child
Be thought on, if neglection should therein make me vile,
The common body by you relieful’d,
Would force me to my duety: but if to that,
My nature need a spurre, the Gods revenge it
Upon me and mine, to the end of generation.
**Per.** I beleeue you, your honour and your goodnes,
Teach me too’t without your vows, till she be maried;
Madame, by bright *Diana*, whom we honour,
All unfiltered shall this heyre of mine’t emayne,
Though I shew will in’t; so I take my leaue:
Good Madame, make me blessed in your care
In bringing up my Child.
Or. I
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